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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather: the card-tables and young Duval had been warned by Prudence,
Marguerite descended the staircase with Varville;
such a cloak, such a fan, such jewels--and her face!
One knew at a glance how it was with her. When Armand, with the
terrible words, `Look, all of you, I owe this woman nothing!'
flung the gold and bank-notes at the half-swooning Marguerite,
Lena cowered beside me and covered her face with her hands.
The curtain rose on the bedroom scene. By this time there wasn't a nerve
in me that hadn't been twisted. Nanine alone could have made me cry.
I loved Nanine tenderly; and Gaston, how one clung to that good fellow!
The New Year's presents were not too much; nothing could be too much now.
My Antonia |
